I’m a student at Tufts University and in January of 2016, I was officially diagnosed with Bipolar II Disorder.
At Tufts, we’re lucky that our student body has begun to start dialogue surrounding depression, anxiety, and the need for mental health resources. But even in our little PC “Tufts Bubble,” my illness is a synonym for “crazy” that is tossed around casually among even my closest friends.
Before being officially diagnosed with Bipolar II, I didn’t really understand what it actually meant to “be bipolar.” And even though I live with the disorder, I still don’t entirely understand what it means.
But maybe we can help each other out. I’ll write. You’ll read.
Maybe together we can come to an understanding of what it means to live with this disorder.